A shiggaionb of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush, a Benjamite.
1 Lord my God, I take refuge in you;
save and deliver me from all who pursue me,
and rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me.
and there is guilt on my hands —
or without cause have robbed my foe —
let him trample my life to the ground
and make me sleep in the dust.c
rise up against the rage of my enemies.
Awake, my God; decree justice.
while you sit enthroned over them on high.
Vindicate me, Lord, according to my righteousness,
according to my integrity, O Most High.
and make the righteous secure —
you, the righteous God
who probes minds and hearts.
who saves the upright in heart.
a God who displays his wrath every day.
hee will sharpen his sword;
he will bend and string his bow.
he makes ready his flaming arrows.
conceives trouble and gives birth to disillusionment.
falls into the pit they have made.
their violence comes down on their own heads.
I will sing the praises of the name of the Lord Most High.